Just a short diry to let my friends here know that cancer has kept me away and just about got me last week. It isn't just the cachexia that eats you alive and leaves you looking like a WW 2 POW of the Japanese, I have lost 150+ pounds to date and cured my snoring and sleep apnea problem by losing so much weight and fat in my throat that I no longer need a CPAP machine. Yet as you watch yourself waste away, and suffer the pains of the tumors and the dopiness from the meds you have to take and the general brutal malaise of the chemo side effects and reactions a brutal sort of defiance overtakes you...you get really pissed off mad.
I think that is a normal reaction...it's coming for you and you just flip it the bird.
I'm hanging in there guys, but it is rough, say hi to Bill in Portland Maine and all my friends in the pootie crowd. My furry little friend has been a real pal and surprisingly good for me during this latest bout of reactions. Love to all, smack down a Republican and don't give Scott Walker one inch of leeway, that crook is sneaking up on 2016, and he needs to be stopped cold! Sorry for the short diary but I have to rest a little now.